This was the huge gap between them! No matter how strong Jiang Chen was, there was no way he could compensate for the large gap between the Peak Mid Divine Core realm and the Mid Combat Soul realm.
Unless Jiang Chen broke through to the Late Divine Core realm, he wouldn’t be able to fight a Mid Combat Soul warrior, and when his opponent was a Mid Combat Soul genius like Wu Cong, Jiang Chen had to at least reach the Peak Late Divine Core realm in order to fight him.
“You’re just a tiny any in my eyes, I can easily squeeze and kill you! Since you don’t want to kneel down before me, I’ll crush your knees!”
Wu Cong’s dark hair fluttered in the wind. He stretched his palm forward with tremendous force and pushed it toward Jiang Chen.
“So strong!”
Nangong Wentian’s expression changed. A genius like Wu Cong was incredibly powerful; they could only fight with him after breaking through to the Combat Soul realm.
Nonetheless, an existence like Wu Cong gave both Han Yan and Nangong Wentian tremendous pressure, and a powerful fighting will. They felt like they needed to break through to the Combat Soul realm as soon as possible.
Many people watched what was happening from far. Some of them couldn’t help but let out pitying sighs. In the end, Jiang Chen couldn’t escape from Wu Cong. With this strike, what awaited Jiang Chen was certain death. Unless a miracle appeared, there was no way Jiang Chen would be able to defend against Wu Cong’s attack.
Facing Wu Cong’s formidable attack, Jiang Chen just stood still without moving at all. A cold killing intent could be seen within his eyes. He had just communicated with the Ice Demon King through his Divine Sense, and since Wu Cong was seeking death, Jiang Chen wouldn’t be courteous to him any longer.
“Stop!”
Right at this moment, Wu Lang appeared once again. He unleashed a golden beam which collided with Wu Cong’s gigantic palm, shattering it.
“Wu Lang, you again!”
Wu Cong was really angry this time. This interruption did make him forget the cold aura he sensed just now. Right after Wu Lang stopped him, the cold aura had suddenly disappeared.
In Wu Cong’s mind, Wu Lang had just saved Jiang Chen. But, little did he know, Wu Lang had actually just saved his life! That cold aura came from the Ice Demon King, and if Wu Long was only just a little bit slower, Jiang Chen would have unleashed the Ice Demon King. With the Ice Demon King’s formidable strength, there was no way Wu Cong could defend against its attack.
“Wu Cong, you’re a prince, why do you want to kill a Divine Core warrior? This is too embarrassing!”
Wu Lang arrived at the scene and positioned himself in front of Jiang Chen.
The fact that Wu Lang had helped Jiang Chen once again made Jiang Chen feel that he must be related to Wu Jiu, and had been instructed by Wu Jiu to take care of Jiang Chen in here. If not, this prince of the Martial Saint Dynasty would definitely not be so helpful to an outsider.
“Move away!”
Wu Cong shouted loudly toward Wu Lang. A longsword as thins as a cicada’s wing suddenly appeared in his hand. Judging from how Wu Cong was behaving, if Wu Lang really didn’t want to move aside, he would immediately strike.